Self-Reflection at Thirty
[poetry]
Thirty years, the maven,
mind’s eye, a Raven.
Confidence awaken,
unleashed roars the Kraken.
Castle becomes a haven,
banished the Phantom, craven.
Moves made bold, brazen,
The Lion’s heart, emblazon.
// 30
Kingdom yet lays hidden
premonitions surge unbidden
Mountainous doubts arisen,
precipitous self-prison.
Steps inexorably quicken,
calloused skin must thicken.
Royal writs, inevitably written,
promised Throne I sit in.
// 60
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